(Oakey/Wright)When all the money's goneWhen all the boys move onNo star to wish uponWhen every race is runIn the quiet of the morningLying in the morning sunRuins of another countryDay has just begunBlown by the desert breezeNo memory of treesNo mercy from the skyNo avenue to tryIn the quiet of the morningLying in the morning sunRuins of another countryDay has just begunWhen all the money's goneWhen all the boys move onNo star to wish uponWhen every race is runIn the quiet of the morningLying in the morning sunRuins of another countryDay has just begunLyrics by Philip Oakey